Page 10 of The Situation
That’s the plan.
He flashes me a smile and then scoots toward the elevator.
I let the door swing shut behind me.
The energy I’ve been fighting to keep under control all afternoon and evening surges forward, filling every cell in my body. Kelly’s grin tugs at my heart. The curve of her shoulder as it gently slopes to her neck knots my stomach.The way she turned me down?It fucks with me.
Hard.
“Who was that?” Gannon asks.
“I had something brought to my room,” I say, unable to fight the smile slipping across my lips.
“Where are you this weekend, anyway?”
I place the flower on the desk, then head into the bedroom.
“That’s rude,” I say.
“What? Why is that rude?”
“You order me to these random places to do your bidding against my will, then you act like it’s so unimportant that you don’t even need to remember where you sent me.” I shake my head. “If it’s not important, for the love of God, Gannon—let me stop traveling so damn much.”
He groans. “Not this again, Tate. I don’t have time to listen to you whine right now.”
Fucker.
“You’re lucky because I don’t have time to whine right now,” I say, standing in the middle of the bedroom.What time should I head downstairs?“Although, make no mistake, I will complain to everyone who will listen once I’m back in the office on Monday. Because it’s complete bullshit that our family-owned airline couldn’t find a plane to take me on family business.”
“Take that up with Jason. I don’t have shit to do with Brewer Air.”
“I will. But, for now, I have other, more important—more interesting—things on my plate.”
Gannon groans. Again. “Do I even want to know?”
“I’m pretty sure I met my wife today.”
Silence.
“Gannon?” I ask, wondering if the call was dropped or if he finally got fed up with me and hung up.
“I’m sorry. Did you say you met your wife?”
“I know it sounds crazy, but crazier things have happened. I mean, it took a matcha latte to bring you and Carys together. But?—”
“Tate?”
“Yeah?”
“Get to the point.”
I smile as her name coalesces on my tongue. “Her name is Kelly Kapowski.”
Gannon’s laugh is loud, forcing me to pull the phone from my face.
“What’s so funny?” I ask.
“Her name is Kelly Kapowski?”
